Beside the small lake and thatched cottage, the skinny old man who was awakened looked at the sudden appearance of these people.
His cloudy eyes were so startled that he was sober for a moment.
He shrank for a while, and then said in an uncertain voice: " You are."
He had discovered that this group of people, whether in terms of clothing or appearance, were completely different from those savage prairie people.
There was some faint hope in his heart, and this hope made him feel like he was beating a drum even though he couldn't believe it.
The guarding prairie man had long since disappeared.
At this time, there were only two people on the silent prairie.
Hu Xingyun and the other businessmen were a little confused when they saw the old man, but they didn't show it, even though the old man looked very different from the prairie people.
The moment Cheng Zihui saw him, his whole body began to tremble, his excited pupils began to dilate, and the expression on his face was distorted to the extreme.
He staggered forward a few steps with weak legs, and then suddenly knelt down.
"Your Majesty," Cheng Zihui said in a hoarse voice.
His throat was sore and his eyes were red and blocked.
Looking at the old man who was in such extreme desolation, he just wanted to die for him.
This call of "Your Majesty" was like a bolt from the blue, instantly causing people who didn't know it to fall into a state of confusion.
How could His Majesty suddenly appear as an emperor?
Isn't it the cowardly little emperor from the south?
How could Cheng Zihui suddenly recognize him?
A downtrodden old man becomes emperor Layers of questions were like cocoons, just wrapping them up.
They wanted to cut through the mess with a quick knife, but they could never touch the handle of the knife.
The chaotic thoughts were swimming around, making them unclear about the direction of their thinking.
At this moment, a flash of light suddenly flashed through Hu Xingyun's heart.
He quickly realized who this old man was.
He didn't bother to explain.
He walked forward and knelt in front of the old man, murmuring "Your Majesty."
The old man who was treated like this by the two men was stunned for a while, and then a line of tears fell from his eyes.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, held the hands of the two men, and hissed: "You guys, still remember me?"
Tears fell from Cheng Zihui's eyes, and he choked with sobs: "How dare I forget that we old people from the Xuantai Dynasty are always looking forward to His Majesty's return."
Xuantai Dynasty, these three words suddenly awakened everyone who was still confused.
This old man was actually Emperor Xuantai who fell into the hands of foreigners many years ago.
Twenty years ago, the young and energetic Emperor Xuantai was bewitched by the eunuch and went to conquer the foreign tribes himself.
In that battle, the dynasty's 300,000 elite soldiers were devastated, and even Emperor Chengtai fell into the hands of the foreign tribes.
In that battle, the country was in turmoil and the country was almost in danger.
The aliens threatened Emperor Chengtai, causing turmoil in the dynasty.
At that time, Mr.
Yang, who was the cabinet scholar at the time, stood up and asserted that the country could not be abandoned and the emperor could establish another one.
A new emperor was quickly established.
From that day on, Emperor Xuantai was no longer useful in the hands of foreigners.
In the end, he was reduced from the emperor of a country to a shepherd by the lake.
Everyone thought that Emperor Xuantai had died at the hands of foreigners, but they didn't expect that he was still alive.
Everyone who reacted quickly knelt down in front of Emperor Xuantai and called His Majesty.
Their lowered eyes shone with an astonishing light, this light was called ambition.
While protecting Emperor Xuantai all the way south, Hu Xingyun had to spy with admiration, but he did not expect that the real purpose of the eldest son was to win back the true orthodoxy of the dynasty, Emperor Xuantai.
He originally thought that the eldest son's purpose was not only to disturb the peace of the grassland and lose the strength to go south within five years, but also to solve He Yi's trouble.
Unexpectedly, his plan was so big.
Walking on the escape road that had been planned everywhere, even though the group was still disguised as simple and cautious, the ease could not be concealed from the experienced businessmen.
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They thought this was an arrangement made by Hu Xingyun, and they immediately felt at ease.
He was even more flattering, and the merit of following the dragon was worthy of this group of profit-seeking businessmen putting their heads in their belts.
Looking at Emperor Xuantai's appearance, he has special trust in Cheng Zihui and Hu Xingyun.
If Emperor Xuantai ascends the throne in the future, the two people who saved Emperor Xuantai will quickly become prosperous.
By then, they will hold The authority can be imagined.
When they think of this, the eyes of this group of profit-seeking businessmen turn red with jealousy, and it makes a world of difference to be so slow.
When they arrived at the heavily guarded checkpoint on the border of the dynasty, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Their eyes were extremely excited and also extremely suppressed.
This light was the result of the constant balance between desire and reason.
The squeezed light represents an ambition and a new direction.
Emperor Xuantai looked at the thick walls of the ancient city, and his eyes turned red again.
At this time, the thick city gate suddenly opened, accompanied by the harsh creaking sound, and the cold sound of armor clashing.
A torrent of steel then appeared.
At the forefront of the torrent, stood a man who looked like an iron tower.
At this time, this man knelt down like a jade pillar pushing down a mountain of gold.
"My lord, I'd like to kowtow to your majesty."
In the far south, in a courtyard with a deep ancient meaning, Chang Li looked at the thick green and purple shades in front of him and coughed lowly.
In his hand was a letter that had just been delivered recently.
The news in the letter , and can also speculate on the general progress of the matter.
He whispered: "It's almost time."
This voice was gentle and hoarse, like the sound of pearls and jade, but it conveyed an indescribable sense of decadence.
He doesn't have much time.
His body has been failing since the arrival of summer, but what he has to do has not been completed yet, so even if his body is severely exhausted, he still has a glimmer of hope.
He looked at the vibrant green trees in the courtyard and recalled the scene where the smiling old man led him to plant trees.
At that time, the old man said: "Changli, you have been smart since you were a child.
Your grandfather has taught you all these years."
I have nothing to teach you, I am about to die, and I don’t want to talk to you about any big principles, so I will just mention a few points here.
The first one is to stay apart for a long time. " He groped the small tree trunk: "Although I named you Changli, my grandfather really hopes that you will be separated from the withering and decay.
I only hope that you can live a long and healthy life, and my grandfather will rest in peace."
"The second point is that I hope you can take good care of your sister.
I know that you are indifferent by nature and don't like people who seek death.
But she is your sister after all.
I think she is stubborn but sensitive by nature.
If she thinks too much, she will easily fall into trouble in the future.
When the time comes, give her a hand."
"This last point."
At this point, the old man hesitated and said, "If you are willing, go out of Fang's house and see this great river and mountains.
Maybe you will like it."
After saying these words, the old man staggered towards the house.
His back, which had always been motionless, was now bent a lot.
He heard the young man's voice coming from behind: "Okay."
That night, Mr.
Fang Ge, who had experienced three dynasties, passed away
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